Chapter 38: The Six Great Protectors' Disciples, Majestic and Powerful!
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At this moment, there was no longer any applause in the field. At this time, many outer door disciples and even some inner sect disciples who were ranked lower looked at Lu Qing with extremely admiring eyes. Challenging the promotion wasn't something they hadn't seen before, but it was usually just a senior brother who happened to break through his boundary and could challenge up to around tenth place, almost never exceeding that number. But today, Lu Qing broke their long-held memory. Even Zhuo Bufan, now ranked twenty-sixth, had risen from fifty-fourth place by twenty-eight places. This was unprecedented in the history of Chaoyang Peak.
"Do you still want to continue challenging?" Longmei's eyes changed and became uncertain as she asked Lu Qing.
Shenzi jumped down from the sword platform, and Lu Qing did not continue to challenge. Firstly, his internal sword energy had been consumed by nearly 50% after these two battles. Secondly, he felt that his master Xuanqing's gaze was somewhat strange in his perception, which made him feel vigilant but also inexplicable.
However, in the end, he didn't continue on and returned to his original position in the third row of the queue, under the intense gaze of everyone. As a result of losing the challenge, Zhuo Bufan automatically dropped one rank.
Perhaps inspired by Lu Qing's momentum and confidence, almost no one gave up the qualification to challenge, and for a time, the sword energy was horizontal on the sword platform, and all of them used the Akatsuki Thirteen Swords, from the fifth style to the ninth style, with different effects unfolding as people's understanding differed, also allowing Lu Qing to gain insight into some unusual sword techniques.
The whole morning passed, the battle was still going on, and no one left for any reason. On the contrary, as the competition continued, everyone's enthusiasm continued to rise, and cheers rose one after another.
Before long, the challenge had come to Zhuo Bu Fan once again. Facing the 27th ranked player who had just been displaced by him, he was even more courageous and his moves were incredibly fast. He released all the pent-up frustration from his previous battle with Lu Qing, and now the 28th ranked youth didn't have any power to resist. After only twenty or so moves, he was struck down by a single sword strike, forced off the stage.
However, since he just lost to Lu Qing, Zhuo Bu Fan has already lost the qualification for this challenge against Lu Qing and can only wait until the mid-year grand competition half a year later to continue challenging.
"Next up, Lu Qing, the number one ranked swordsman of the Small Sky List, will be challenging the twenty-fourth ranked Qin Tian Hua, a swordsman of the Middle Sky List." Long Mei announced loudly as he looked at the rankings on the jade board once again.
Qin Tianhua, one of the six great guardian disciples, a direct disciple of Luo Tiantong, is eighteen years old today. Among the six great guardian disciples, his cultivation is the lowest, but he has almost reached the peak of innate talent. Suddenly, Lu Qing's mind flashed with news about Qin Tianhua, which was previously explained to him by Nie Qingtian on the road, and warned him to be careful, as a direct disciple, there are always one or two secret moves hidden up his sleeve.
And yet, taking a step forward, Qin Tianhua, standing to the left of Lu Qing, was walking towards the sword platform. He wore a black martial arts uniform with an inlaid jade waistband, his soft long hair tied up with a hairpin, and his face was clear and elegant. The whole person had a refined and elegant demeanor. However, when passing by Lu Qing's side, there was a hint of disdain and provocation in his eyes.
He sneered inwardly, but Lu Qing didn't mind. As he followed to ascend the sword platform, when passing by Zhang Mei's side, he only heard him say in a low voice: "I hope you don't force yourself, although the Five Protectors' disciples have the lowest cultivation, they are not that easy to deal with. It's best to know your limits."
Lu Qing heard this and was taken aback at first, but immediately smiled at the old man and nodded, then jumped back onto the sword platform.
On the viewing platform, Xuan Qing spoke up for the first time to a middle-aged man with short whiskers and a handsome face beside him: "Tianyou, who do you think will win or lose between these two?"
Luo Tianyou was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Lu Qing and the others on the sword platform. He furrowed his brow and said: "Although this Lu Qing is a disciple you value, Master Peak, and has achieved so much at such a young age, I still don't think highly of him. Although he has grasped the realm of 'lifting heavy as light', his cultivation realm is still lacking. Even if he relies on his superior swordsmanship to gain an advantage, it's unlikely he'll win."
"What if I said Lu Qing will definitely win?" Xuan Qing's mouth suddenly curved into a smile.
"This—" Luo Tianyou suddenly hesitated, but immediately came to his senses. Ah, as a disciple favored by Xuan Qing, how could he not have a few tricks up his sleeve to turn the tide?
On the stage, Qin Tianhua's right hand made a false move, and the bright yellow long sword behind him suddenly came out of its scabbard. The bright yellow sword body was over four feet long, reflecting golden light in the sunlight. He looked up at Lu Qing, who was standing not far away with his sword drawn, and said coldly: "You're not bad, but your path will end here. If you don't want to get hurt, admit defeat and leave the stage. No one will laugh at you. Otherwise, I won't guarantee that you'll lose gracefully."
He finished speaking, and the long sword pointed at Lu Qing, a fierce aura burst out from his body, shooting five inches of Xuanyuan sword energy from the tip of the sword, locking onto all the major acupoints on Lu Qing's body.
There was no answer, a majestic and powerful aura rose from Lu Qing's body, and the momentum that had been accumulating in the morning crashed down on Qin Tianhua.
Hummm...
In an instant, hundreds of black iron swords that had been formed into a sword platform were shaken and rang out from the collision of the two men's auras.
Hūn
Hūn
Hūn
Lu Qing took a big step forward, and with each step, the edge of the black iron sword under his foot was pressed into the ground by two inches. And with each step, Lu Qing's momentum grew stronger, actually subtly suppressing Qin Tianhua's momentum.
How detestable! Qin Tianhua didn't expect that the momentum Lu Qing had accumulated in the morning would be so ferocious, and he was somewhat caught off guard. The Jingyang sword in his hand danced rapidly, laying down a dense network of swords in front of him, with purple light swirling around, as if forming a giant purple-red sun.
Rising Sun Thirteen Swords Third Style: Defensive Stance, Great Sun Like a Wheel!
Clang——
The Lianxin sword wrapped in a thick layer of purple sword energy heavily smashed onto the Zi Ri, Lu Qing let out a loud roar, his entire body's veins bulging, his left hand grasping the hilt and pressing down fiercely.
Boom!
A fierce purple air wave spread out, the sword platform was shaken with a continuous sword hum, Qin Tianhua only felt a sudden great force transmitted to his arm through the sword curtain, even faintly wanting to disperse the protective sword energy around him, and his body uncontrollably retreated back.
One step followed another, and the force transmitted was transferred to the foot, instantly, a sorrowful sword hum came from underfoot, several black iron swords that had been trampled on snapped in response, and the sword platform suddenly lost a piece of land. Qin Tianhua's face turned crimson, and the blood in his body churned up.
At this time, Lu Qing took advantage of the momentum and abandoned his move, taking a step forward with his body, and the massive Lianxin Sword slammed down again, with a fierce gust of wind slamming down just as Qin Tianhua stopped in his tracks.
A look of astonishment appeared on his face, this was simply a humanoid giant spirit beast, and it actually possessed such great power. Qin Tianhua had no choice but to also hold his sword with both hands to resist the attack. The two swords collided, bursting out intense sparks, and the fierce friction sound continued nonstop.
Ding——ding——ding——
The black iron sword under the feet of the two was trampled to pieces, and the green stone inserted into the sword tip was also crushed by the force of the two people's feet. The onlookers were stunned, their eyes wide with wonder, and at the same time, they were boiling with excitement. What kind of fighting skill is this? How can someone possess such great brute strength? And he's just a youth who hasn't even turned thirteen yet!
"Feng Zhu, is this young man...?" Suddenly, the three people on the watchtower, Luo Tianyou, simultaneously changed their faces and turned to Xuan Qing in shock.
Ding nodded in agreement, and Xuan Qing also sighed emotionally: "You guessed it right, his family's inherited Dahua 36 hammers, although only a method that includes the unique sword yuan application and hammer forging technique, is actually the best way to temper the bones in this world. The more you understand the hammer moves, the stronger your tendons and bones will be, and at the same time, your internal energy will become greater."
With a wry smile, Luo Tianyou also sighed and said: "So back then, even though our cultivation was higher than that guy's by one heavenly rank, we were still suppressed by his overbearing momentum and didn't dare to touch swords with him."
"That kind of monstrous strength is almost enough to rival that of two Heavenly Ranks." The two guardians beside him also sighed in unison.
"Yes..." Xuan Qing let out a long sigh, "This is also one of the reasons why the Lu family's status in my Zixia Sect is not inferior to that of the five major families. If they didn't have no intention of competing for power, our sect would have become six major families a thousand years ago. Now, it's only right that we offer some slight assistance."
His gaze was somewhat complex, and Luo Tianyou shifted his gaze to the long eyebrows below the stage. Apparently, he also saw something, and the expression on his face changed several times before gradually calming down.
On the sword stage, Qin Tianhua's mouth had already seeped out blood, Lu Qing took a step back, step by step, he was forced to retreat, he didn't have any chance to open up distance to display his sword skills, could only raise his sword to hard block, the huge force was continuous and unrelenting, in just a few breaths he had already blocked nearly ten swords, Lu Qing's every sword seemed like a thousand-jin giant stone, the massive sword shadow of Lian Xin Sword gradually became like a giant mountain in his eyes, making him feel mentally exhausted.
